[Intro]
Yeah, FreeStyles motherfucker
[Verse]
Step on the court, got the ball in my possession
No contest, best contestant contesting
Stand with the legends, don’t fucking forget it
Only way you’ll be remembered is if you get sent to heaven; imma shred it
Got the beat screaming “Need a medic”
Gassed how I’m turning up from 7 to 11
Cause if I really want it, I gotta go get it
I take cash too but you gotta give me the credit
Roll of the dice, watch the game go madder
Climbing up the board but found snakes on the ladder
Sliding with this shit, make a grave stone for rappers
Bubba Chuck, put you on skates; no practice
If I ain’t the illest, tell me who is it man?
So I can meet him and find out that he’s my biggest fan
Sicker than the virus
Anyone can be a thug but can anyone be righteous?
Remember days sipping cider for the pain
But nowadays I’m more just tryna grow the name
Kurt Cobain how I fuckin blow brains
Spit hot shit, yoga fire yoga flame
Building slow, still feel the glow
Watch me get charged for theft when I steal the show
And my rap sheet’s crazy like JAY be
Speak from the heart; hi-fi like JB
Like the red ring of death, don’t play me
So sick not even the vaccine could save me
Strangely a tame beast, rage freak
Do you Ds C see me on the Highway to Hell? Turn on the AC
It’s been offical that I’m beneficial
Piece of the pie, want more than a little nibble
Compare you and me? Cymbal Vs Symbol
Take over your mind like the parasite did to Cybil
It’s simple, I’m outta town with the lot
They ask if I’m heading for the crown; never not
This the sound of a God
Met a horny chick had to block her, down bad tryna bounce on my cock
Pen or pencil looking like a gun in hand
Life’s a bitch, I fucked it up and I’ll cum again
Love is the plan but I also want the rubber bands
Cunt I’m sonning men like I’m motherfuckin Son of Man
Jesus, like my ex I’m unstable
Gone with the wind, run AWOL
Hey y’all, I’m doper than eight 8-balls
Step up to the plate like batter up play ball
They say JAY ain’t the same y’all
Like I said before, you grow but never change y’all
I write lines non-stop til my brain’s sore
Progressing perfection, I’m like Chaos phase 4
Aus rap’s saving grace
Turned my old shit new, Vapor wave
If you ain’t ready, get ready; face it mate
My team and I keep it PC, Paper Chase
I’m calm cooling, got em all drooling
Pen flowing like ‘14 Spurs ball movement
You talk big but only ever been nothin
They tried to hold me back but I power forward like Tim Duncan
